LOGINThe entire family had gathered in the dining room and was chatting amiably over a very impressive spread that had been laid out by the kitchen–two prime rib roasts, a honeyed ham, and three roast ducks were the centerpieces of the table, all of which were being enjoyed liberally by everyone.George
RowanMom ran her fingers across Selene's head, admiring her fine white hair. She looked every ounce the doting grandmother instead of a ball of uncertainty, like Maeve. Maeve was pacing back and forth near the fall wall of my bedroom, her arms folded across her chest and her head bent as she tried
Kacidra joined in the conversation. "Maeve is right, Rowan. We need to know what's happening with you and Hanna, or else we'll never be able to help."Rosalie's voice was calm and supportive as she asked, "Is it Hanna that's troubling you, son? Is she doing all right?My first instinct was to tell t
Gemma and Ernest had flown down with my parents and their son George, who was just two months older than Maeve's sons.A moment later, the library door opened and more of our family members poured in, as if they were fully aware of the thoughts I'd just had and I'd summoned them. I pushed aside my n
RowanThe castle was abuzz with its usual day-to-day activities. Servants and maids passed me in the hallway carrying baskets of laundry and trays of tea. I could hear the clattering of cookware as I left my office and walked toward the grand staircase off the foyer, seeing the door to the servants'
"Who? What happens?""There's so much more out there," Mara said dreamily. "So, so much more.""Maeve!" Troy called from down the beach.I turned to look at him, and when I turned back to Mara, she had taken off. "Wait!" I called after her, but she had already made it out of earshot, her footsteps l
**Rosalie's POV"It seems like you're starting to get settled here in the cottage," Soren said a few days after I'd accepted the position and moved into the little house beside the garden.I'd just let him in and was trying to plan my day. I'd thought about doing a bit of decorating. The cottage loo
"Are you still awake, Ro?" I spun around to see Soren coming around the side of the cottage. I rushed over to meet him, hoping I could cut him off before he saw Ethan. Since Ethan was wearing all black and had been standing in the shadows, there was a chance he'd get away before Soren could see him
"Ouch!" I took a step backward, rubbing my forehead, trying to sort out in my mind what had just happened."I'm sorry, Rosalie!" he whispered– and for a moment, I thought I had to be mistaken.I thought it was Ethan I had run into.It smelled like him.It felt like him.When I glanced up at him thro
I put it in my pocket. "Thanks, Talon. You can go." I dismissed him with a wave of my hand.He didn't go right away, though. He just stood there, staring at me.Sighing, I looked up at him. "What?""Nothing," he said. "I just… are you all right? I mean, I know that you have a lot of work, and there'







